I’ve always wanted to but I didnt set out to do it. Last night I had the most bizarre dream, and I guess it was a lucid dream but I didn’t really know how to control it entirely. It was very gradual. At first the idea of it being a dream was part of the plot and then it finally became part of my consciousness.
It did not start off lucidly. I was having a terrible, weird dream about how my dad had murdered a girl and convinced me and my best friend to help him cover it up. He had us bury her body and cover it up with pillows and blankets in the living room. Then my mom and a detective or someone official and suspicious came home and my dad said we were just building a fort but then the pillows moved and you could see the person’s legs so that was awkward. By the way, my dad is very sane and loving in real life. No murderous plots for him. I remember after we covered her up I was feeling so terrible and knowing that I needed to turn him in even though he was my dad. The last part of that plot was when I sent my friend a text message telling her I felt uneasy about the whole situation (hah duhh)
I’m not really sure what I remember next but it was something like my mom taking me shopping so that I wouldn’t be so emo about the whole situation anymore. The shopping mall was a narrow alley of rustic and elaborate stores, none which I recognize in real life. I remember going into a store that specialized in objects that smelled like lavender and smelling a tiny figurine horse but being unable to actually smell anything. Not really sure the details of this part, just that we were trying to emotionally distract ourselves and that there were a lot of people there.
The next thing I remember was this huge room, it kind of looked like a museum but not really. There was pretty much every person I’ve ever known in it and then some. All of them were my age, so it felt kind of like a mix between a high school reunion, my college cafeteria and a party. I don’t remember consciously becoming lucid but I remember knowing that I was dreaming. However, I don’t think at first that I recognized these people as figments of my imagination. Instead it was almost like we were all congregated in the place we go when we dream, but that we were each still individuals. I remember everyone talking about where they were gonna go out to that night, kind of like different parties were happening. There was also talk about being able to travel to different cities while you were asleep but I didnt know how to and I was too nervous to ask someone.
Then my perception of my dream started to change and I realized that if this was my dream, then I could just travel at will. So I closed my eyes and tried to go somewhere else but it didn’t work. My friends were leaving to a party so I just kind of followed them, but I was worried because I was trying to call one of my friends and she kept trying to call me but I kept zoning out while she was talking so I had no idea what she said.
Next we traveled through an assortment of long passages. We passed by the mall shops again, then into this coat closet where I found all my purses and I put them to the side so that no one would steal them. We came out of the coat closet into a hotel, and I remember beings so fascinated that it was all a dream because it was so vivid. I saw a giant clock and I remembered that one way to test whether it was a dream was to look at it multiple times and see if the digits change. I did that and it took a lot of effort to read the numbers, but I realized that each time it was different and that it was definitely a dream. I guess this took up too much energy because then I started to drift off from my dream and I started to see day light.
This is when it got weird. I think I was actually waking up then because at this point it was daytime in real life and my curtains have a gap where the sun blares down. Anyway, for whatever reason I was like, “Hello no, I’m not waking up”. So I remembered concentrating really hard to get back to my dream, and my body felt like it was shaking and moving back and forth. Then I gradually rise from my bed and I’m not sure whether it’s a dream or not. It was pretty much exactly like my real room but darker. I turned on my computer and there was snow coming out of it, so I was like yep, this is a dream. I then looked at the clock next to me and I couldnt read the same numbers again so I took that as a sign. Then there was something about my friend Alexa and her boyfriend Aladdin (hahaha) but I dont remember exactly what.
The last thing I do remember was going back to the mall and seeing everyone around me. My brother told me once that the faces you saw in your dreams were people you’d actually seen before in real life (either that or this was in Inception haha). So I kept staring at people’s faces and wondering where I’d seen them before and who they were. Then all of a sudden everyone in the room had the same face, which was weird too but I was like whatev. And yeah. Then I woke up.
It wasnt entirely a lucid dream but it was getting there? Step one!